Return 100 days before death

long thing. "

freshman fourth

Another few days later, the city.

rustling-

boom--

In the past, those iron chains that could fight against the doomsday and whose lethality exploded looked like tamed soldiers. They were distributed in rows and rows in the air and on the ground, working in an orderly manner without interfering with each other. The sound is also consistent.

And the reason why they have such a neat and coordinated working force is also thanks to the young man who is running back and forth, sweating, and constantly directing.

"Hey! Well, what date is it... 095! Be gentle, slow down, and be gentle, don't fall, leg, you forgot to bring that brother's leg!!!"

"The one over there, with the body and the head!"

There is no need to worry about the wide field. The noise they emit is comparable to that of a construction site, and the decibels can go straight to the sky. But in fact, at a glance, there is only one living body left.Wearing a pair of half-broken black glasses, the young man patrolled the duty site like a one-eyed monster, calling left and right. His whole body was dirty, and his original pure white sportswear turned gray-black. Untidy, the bangs in front of the forehead may be a bit long, after clipping them with a clip, Guangxuan's beautiful forehead was exposed, and only then did he have a bit of spirit.

Among them, there were a few iron chains that had made mistakes in work, and were corrected by Lu Youqi. Just in case, the latter patrolled around again and confirmed that they were correct. Then he sat down to take a breath, and made a fan for himself. Fan the wind.

A lazy little iron chain slipped to his side and tugged at his trousers.

Lu Youqi smiled and said, "What? Are you lazy too?"

No one answered.

The little iron chain is actually a thing without thinking, let alone a soul. The reason why Lu Youqi would chatter and talk about it when he had nothing to do was because he really wanted to shut up and hold back his internal injuries.

But every time after such an awkward chat, he would fall silent. The previous vivacity and positivity seemed to be overblown, and he would reach a new level of decadence in an instant, and the originally bright brown pupils even became a little cloudy.

Looking up, Lu Youqi looked at the large-scale transportation project made of hundreds of iron chains, neatly as if the system program had been set up. At this time, his mood and head were completely numb. If time went back a few years, how dare he I guarantee that I will never be able to speak calmly or even direct work under these "mountains of corpses".

That's right, the "Large Transport Chain Project" transported not ordinary items, but corpses left behind after the end of the day.

These corpses will not decompose, and time seems to be frozen at the last moment of their death. Each person is like a unique black and white old photo. On his face, it seemed that the doomsday just took away the vitality, leaving behind this "distorted artwork".

The plan drawn up by Jiang Zhimi, whether it is incomplete or complete, needs to collect the remains of these people, and then transport them together to the fixed location she circled, which is quite far away from here As for the distance, as for why, she also explained the reason, but it was very mysterious. It can be related to scientific theories, earth veins and meteorology, as well as Fengshui metaphysics and gossip diagrams. Anyway, Lu Youqi couldn't understand it, let alone understand it. , is only responsible for doing so.

Lu Youqi got up, clapped his hands, and yelled at all the diligent "migrant workers": "Stop! Today's excavation project is over, finish the work in 3 minutes, and then all members will bring 'Cargo', the rest of the day is the shipping process!"

As soon as the voice fell, the "diligent migrant workers" quickly moved into action, with a constant swishing sound, but it was as quiet as dead silence. They were brainless machine workshops, but the construction noise was still rampant.

Most importantly, it is impersonal.

Lu Youqi continued to sit and slack off.

The little iron chain just ran over again, wrapped around his ankle, and then pulled it slightly hard.

It may be because Lu Youqi just sat down and his center of gravity is not yet stable, or it may be because the iron chain is too "small" and he doesn't know how to handle it.He tore Lu Yuqi, who was several times taller than him, from the rock, staggered forward a few steps tremblingly due to inertia, and fell down with honor after all.

Lu Youqi: "..."

The little iron chain crawled on the ground, lowered its head, and swayed its tail slightly, like a milk dog that admitted its mistake.

Lu Youqi instantly forgot the nostril where he had a nosebleed, raised his hand and wiped it indiscriminately, and a few red marks appeared on his only fair face. When he walked back and was about to sit down, he also teased and said, "Why? ? Patrol officer, do you have something to do with me?"

The control of the iron chain comes from the mental operation of the god of death. It directly relies on the nerve endings of the cerebral cortex to transmit instructions, and the potential moves to output information. The speed is absolutely fast enough, and it can also avoid low-level mistakes due to inconsistent head and mouth.However, although these dangerous elements with strong destructive power can dexterously block foreign enemies when the doomsday comes, but for them to work together to do one thing and restrain their nature as troublemakers, they need to be manipulated and coerced. It's similar to how hot weapons are hard to do needlework -- unless the boss is overbearing.

Lu Youqi felt that there was something wrong with the operation, so there was such a "freak".

But at this moment, the little iron chain arched its "body" again, suddenly jumped up, and hit his back directly.

Lu Youqi, who was dull and heartless, rubbed his waist and turned his head. Seeing its anxious posture, no matter how stupid he was, he finally realized that something was wrong.

At the same time, a landslide appeared on the edge of the city.

Although the iron chains had no fearful thinking, they subconsciously evaded and created a "vacuum isolation zone" in the middle. After the smoke caused by the collapse cleared, the almost hollowed out underground was gradually exposed to broad daylight. , They formed a circle and slowly moved closer around the fault, sticking out their non-existent "heads" and watching curiously.

"All spread out, what did I just say? 3 minutes to pack up, now you have less than 60 seconds left!"

Lu Youqi's voice broke through the iron wall from behind, and a group of iron chains who were still high-spirited just now were defeated in an instant.

"You go back too." Lu Youqi turned his head and said to the small iron chain behind him.

The blood on his face had already dried up, and the color had changed from bright red to an almost pitch-black dull color, which just rightly added a hint of murderous aura.As a student who has not had time to go out into the society, he should be thin-skinned and tender-skinned, but these three years of honing seem to be the accelerator pressed by time, and the contours of the side of his face have also become deeper. Sometimes, he is watching When he touches something, the carefree atmosphere around him will disappear completely, and he will become a judge staring at the abyss.

At this moment, Lu Youqi's only thought is, why is he only short-sighted?Wouldn't it be better to be blind?

He really didn't want to see this scene, even though he knew in his head that these people were dead, but at the moment when he recorded and confirmed it with his eyes, all the emotions that were pressed down immediately spewed out, which could not be suppressed.

The palms under the cuffs were tightened, and Lu Youqi's nails, which had no water chestnut, were able to pinch the bloodshot palms, and his breathing seemed to be cut off by something unknown.

The landslide pit was very messy, after a simple cleaning, Shen Qian's corpses appeared in front of his eyes at a glance.

It was an indescribable feeling.Because they haven't rotted, it can even be said that they are still at the stage of "I think I can rescue it", all the expressions before the temporary are also recorded on their faces, but compared with others, they seem to be a little bit unusual place.

——Professor Guo and Zhou Yelou were lying together in a row. Their heads were against their heads, their necks were slightly sideways, their faces were facing each other, their left shoulders brushed against their right shoulders, and the soles of their feet were in opposite directions. It seems that at the last moment of the end of life, they came together.Also, they seem to be crying...

—— Lin Haiyuan still maintained the posture of being bandaged, and she was still holding the red-stained bandage tightly in her hand, trying to wrap it around the patrolman's hand again.

And Shen Qian.

——Shen Qian held a thick iron rod in his hand. I don't know if the shape of this rod is relatively curved, or it is the trace left after it was used by him.To him, this stick is like a sharp sword, piercing straight into the ground, while he himself is like a general who guards the empty city alone to the end, with both hands firmly on the "hilt" and one knee Kneeling down, staring at the front with azure blue eyes that have lost their luster.

Of all the people present, only Shen Qian kept his eyes open, like his stubborn character, who would never give up.

After Lu Youqi jumped down with his strength, he first stroked his eyelids with his hands, and then took a lot of effort to get Shen Qian off the iron rod, put it on his back, turned and left The moment before, a sentence flashed in his mind, and he even blurted out:

"It's okay, brother has found you, don't be afraid anymore."

Shen Qian seemed to be able to hear it.As soon as the words fell, Lu Youqi suddenly felt that his body against his back was no longer stiff, and slowly relaxed.

He looked sideways at this